A First For This Blog.

I’ve been a nerdfighter since I read Looking for Alaska in 2009? ‘ish? (Nerdfighter is the name of the community that surrounds the Vlogbrothers YouTube channel and everything that John and Hank Green have fostered since it’s inception.) It was definitely long before The Fault In Our Stars because I remember John Green referencing writing and then finishing it and then the frenzy of the book release with the Green Brothers. But I don’t remember how long before it was. Either way, I’ve been following the Green Brothers for a LONG TIME now.

One of the regular products of theirs that I enoy is their podcast which they’ve been doing since 2015 I believe. I’ve cycled through them all a few times now and those election 2016 episodes where they’re so convinced Trump’s not going to win? ARE HARD TO LISTEN TO NOW.

At least 99% of their episodes start with John reading a “short poem” which I thought would just be something I ignored but – especially as I cycle through the episodes again – I find I often wish I wasn’t driving or running while listening so I could write down the one he read. 

This was one I actually remembered to look up and re-read on my own and y’all – I AM NOT A POETRY PERSON. I hate poetry in the same way that I hate wine. It’s just not something I’ve ever gotten into so I’m irritated when other people are into it because I feel like I missed my chance and now it just irritates me. But I wanted to share this one with you as I think it’s something I might even try to memorize like in the English Classes of yesteryear, because it gets me right there in the heart. 

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Hope is the thing with feathers (254)
Emily Dickenson

I am not someone who shared out poetry on her blog. I’m not sure what level that makes me in terms of “basic” but I’m pretty sure it’s right there with snapping pictures of my PSL. 

8 thoughts on “A First For This Blog.”

  1. I love this poem too. I have many snippets of poems and song lyrics in my head which bolster me in life. Put anything out there by any means that makes the world a better place.

    Petal, never describe yourlef as “basic” or ever worry about it. Someone, somewhere started that as a put down for people to feel bad about themselves. Huh? Why would we want to do that? I don’t get it.
    Shine on Zoot


  2. I’m also not a big poetry person but I have lived this poem since jr high. My English teacher in 7th grade made us all memorize it and I can still recite the opening stanza.

  3. I must win all the basic awards, then, because I regularly snap screenshots of poems that I love and share them on Instagram, and I’m not even embarrassed! OK, I’m a little embarrassed.

    That said, if you want to convert this to a poetry blog, I’m all in. 😉

  4. That is one of my favorite poems by my very favorite poet. I discovered this poem through a young adult novel when I was 16 – “Teach Me” by R. A. Nelson. Maybe you’d like the book too

  5. I am not a poetry poem either, but I do have one that I just love, because it just hits me every time about how vulnerable we are and how great it is to be vulnerable with people we love and who love us back.

    The Cloths of Heaven

    Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths,
    Enwrought with golden and silver light,
    The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
    Of night and light and the half-light;
    I would spread the cloths under your feet:
    But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
    I have spread my dreams under your feet;
    Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

    W. B. Yeats

    Also, I’m totally a wine person but how you feel about wine? That’s how I feel about beer. I just never liked it and now I figure why should I bother to try and develop a taste for it when I know I like wine. I have a short list of a couple that I will hold and sip to be sociable (ie I don’t outright hate them), I just don’t really care for beer.

  6. I’m the same way with wine! I know a few I can tolerate if the social situation calls for it 🙂

  7. Do you get the Brain Pickings email? Today, there was a lovely poem, also by Emily Dickinson, that she highlighted. If you’d like to see the email / post, just let me know!

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